Elena POV
“What’s wrong with her?” Draven demanded of the witch doctor as she stood up from the circle on the floor where she’d been sitting.
We got here about fifteen minutes ago and without even asking any questions, she instantly ushered us in and moved to sit on the floor as if she’d been expecting us.
Finally, she moved in front of me and just stood staring, her gaze was so piercing that it felt like she could see right through me.
I held my breath as I stayed really still and just watched the sigils on her neck and arms glow faintly.
Then she blinked and instantly, her whole demeanor seemed to change, returning to normal, “you’re still wearing the bracelet, I see.”
“Yes,” I looked down at my wrist as I fingered the bracelet tenderly, “I’ve never taken it off since you gave it
